inner peace

Aryn had for a brief moment, forgotten about the spooky fog, the bewildering fireflies, and the glowing plants plaguing her home. There was no wonder or curiosity possible against the sheer overwhelming memory of being drug home on her first heat from some sex party and delivered directly to her father. She was desperately grasping at an excuse to leave but couldn't break with her polite upbringing and risk offending the man, and then he spoke on his glow and her gaze readjusted up from her paws to fall upon him with confusion.

The wolves of Boreas all seemed to believe in varying spirits, Gods and the like, and Eryun had explained this much in her short time with her. She'd learned more from the Kleins of Habari - some who believed in a God called Abraxas - and was pretty sure that given his name, Eligos was one of those believers. Her brows furrowed slightly as she regarded him and his new glow. "Truly, you don't believe they're connected?" She asked with wonder, forgetting for the moment that questioning him and risking further embarrassment was the last thing she wanted to do. "Do you not believe that your God blesses you with gifts?" With a soft gesture of her head, to his newly formed horns which may have been more unusual to her if she hadn't been spending time around many 'blessed' canines lately. "Why would you assume the glowing animals, fireflies and mushrooms have nothing to do with you?"

Her head turned away from him, looking out into the fog to see the faint light of lightning bugs, fungi, and the occasional pass of a tiny glowing tail or paw. After a moment she looked back to him. The glow was different, yes, but did that really mean anything? "If there is a God, or Gods, I would assume they brought this on us as they brought your gifts to you." As she finished, Aryn realized once more what she was speaking of - or rather, who she was speaking to. She blinked, averting her eyes slightly down to his chest and giving the brightly colored fur there an apologetic smile.